Close Encounters of the Fey Kind

I was but a wee tot when I first watched Close Encounters of the Third Kind. Less than ten, I believe.

I don’t remember much of that first viewing, and what I do remember has been jumbled up and confused with a lifetime of parody and homage. I don’t think I was much taken by the film – my mind already polluted by George Lucas and his own brand of aliens and starships.

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